Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

Compared to the beginning, Flame Caller's divisions, which had been reduced to roughly half, were not only moving around at an overwhelming rate, but were also starting to launch powerful attacks. Each blow is heavy and vicious.

That's not all.

Initially, one attack by eight lightning incarnations should have been able to destroy it, but it was hardened enough to withstand a blow and beat it back in.

Failure to destroy with one blow means that there will be a great gap there, and the onslaught of the other spirits will only kill the incarnations of thunder.

Eight Thunder Incarnations.

Thunder lord with spear on thunder rider with sword, Thunder lord of trident, Thunder lord of axe, Thunder uncle of wand, Thunder lord of tae knife, Thunder weather of stick, and Thunder general of hammer.

They all have the ability not to be exaggerated when it comes to small all-rounds, and so far, they have fought almost unilaterally against the Flame Callers' identities, but that is also a story of the past now. As it stands, it is a battle that can never be unilateral.

I'm winning.

As long as this attack is far more powerful and you can knock the attack in twice or so, the Flame Caller spinners will make a noise and explode, scattering flames, and disappear. But even the hitherto single-hit Special Warfare tactics have had to take this damage into account, but when it takes two attacks to destroy it, it has to be changed to a completely different tactic than before.

It is no longer possible to unilaterally ravage them with overwhelming aggression.

Find the gap between Flame Caller's identities. Knock in the attack. Even if you hit it directly, you can't destroy it with that. Naturally, there's a counterattack coming. If only the target of the attack would fight back, the surrounding spirits would react and attack suddenly, so the infliction accumulates on the incarnations.

(As it is......)

Not good.

Not good, but there's no other way.

For example, back in the all-round, the same thing. Surely it will be hit harder than the incarnation of the Eight Thunders, and it will increase the power of the attack. It's the whole thing, naturally. But for that matter, there will also be many attacks. Sid did not remain an all-round, but became the incarnation of the Eight Thunders because in the all-round giant body, he stepped on Flame Caller's split attack.

Nothing but big.

Of course, the all-round is not dull, and there is nothing else in line at the highest speed, but its immensity becomes a pupil to break through the siege net caused by Flame Caller's division. Therefore, he became the incarnation of Eight Thunders and tried to outdo Flame Caller's dividing tactics, but it was sweet.

The smaller the number of Flame Callers, the more power they have. Sooner or later, when it reaches the same number, the light and darkness will be clearly known with the exhausted side and the zexis that has left room.

"I often thought of separation as confrontation. But a little, you didn't think enough."

"Oh, maybe so"

Sid admitted honestly, under the provocation of Zexis.

Flame Caller's classification tactics are not meant to kill Sid, but only to exhaust and drain Sid. Because of this, the power of separation is weak, and even if destroyed, it is no longer painful for Zexis. On top of that, I really don't like the mechanism of just getting stronger for the reduced amount, and it works effectively, so it's a hat off.

Sid noticed himself wearing himself out, but that's why he couldn't even stop his hand from attacking the Splits.

Still, there are more than a hundred Flame Callers, and it's easy for them to surround this one. When the attack stops, the defeat begins. So, you can't stop your hand. We can't solve the offense.

Attack the Split, eat a counterattack, and destroy it while damaging it.

The accumulation of damage was nothing more than the accumulation of wear and tear, and Sid flew through the sky with the thought of throwing up blood reflexes. It becomes eight thunderlights to fly around the covenant hills and dance with the flames. Burning red lotus flames, the incarnation of the flame caller and the incarnate side of the fierce thunderlight.

The hillside of the Covenant was wrapped in tremendous enthusiasm by flames and thunderous ramblings. The atmosphere is burning, black smoke dancing and dancing.

"It's a lot of honesty. Do you admit you lost?"

"You can't do that."

"I guess. I guess so."

Zexis' voice heard from the Flame Callers was somewhere full of joy.

I did not respond to that voice, but Sid put in the power of the whole body. Accelerate the incarnation of the Eight Thunders at all costs, and fly around between the Frame Callers' identities. Running through, he taps into the attack the moment he passes that side and instantly flies away. If another incarnation knocks in a chase where the opponent's counterattack has cut off the sky and still can't destroy it, strike a third attack.

Repeated attacks and departures followed as the thunder itself rushed through the heavens and ran among the flame callers, quickly decreasing the number of separations. There were more than a hundred, cut a hundred, ninety, eighty, seventy, and rapidly diminished.

Of course, the decrease in the number of Splits enhances individual abilities, but similarly, the attack speed of the Eight Thunders has increased, and in the first place, all the already attacked Splits can be destroyed by simply increasing the number of chases.

As the next and flame caller's identities explode, the incarnation of Eight Thunders even increases its speed, flying around between the identities, and repeating the attack.

It is an attack with all of Sid's spirits, a tactic that squeezes all of his power, leaving no room. It was a onslaught because we determined the situation to be unfavourable, and it was not something we could do from the outset more than defeat was imperative if we ended up failing.

And when he destroyed all his identities, Sid returned to the all-round, unable to maintain the incarnate state of Eight Thunders. My consciousness is about to fly when I feel terribly tired and worn out. I ran out of all my powers. Let's be.

However, Flame Caller's identity disappeared without a trace.

All that's left is an all-round.

"Well done. Really, well done."

The applause echoed from behind.

"But I'm sorry."

Turning around, Flame Caller's body was about to set up a machete. A sword shining in the Red Lotus appears to be a burning flame itself.

"Here I am. From the beginning."

Coming to tell the desperate facts, Flame Caller came in to kick the void. Sid bound his salvation and tried to make a sword. but instead of making it, I couldn't even make a thunderous sword. I'm running out of power.

When he wondered if the crimson armor swayed like a pneumonia and burned up like a fiery fire, at the next moment Sid realized that he was being pierced through an all-round belly. Penetration from rapid approach. I can see the flames burning out of my wound and enveloping my whole body. Further severe pain is due to the flame caller swinging through the machete. Rip your right flank out of the middle of your belly, inflaming it further, and fly away.

"Don't let me down," he said.

"Oh, I'm going to."

Along with the proclamation because it was reciprocal, Sid saw a single piece of thunderlight piercing Flame Caller's crimson armor.

Avoided by flame callers and falling to a sword that remained stabbed in the hills, the thunderlight was a collection of salvation forces that had diverted until now with all the rounds, that is, all the power that Sid had drained had been put into the current blow.

I can't stand flame callers who have spent their time creating hundreds of identities.